by
Valerie
y special place is Grandmama's house. I have a feeling my Grandmama is getting up from her bed because of the sound of the creaking wood on the floor. I'm in bed and Grandmama is making some buttery, cinnamon toast and deviled eggs. The phone rings and it wakes me up. My Grandmama is in the kitchen. I hugged her and sat down to eat. The door bell rings. It is my Grandma's patient. Grandmama does her hair. It takes awhile. It hurts when you get braids in your head, but my Grandmama tries to be very careful. After she's done doing her hair, she makes me crispy chicken. She also gives me some ice cream and candy. We clean the table in the kitchen and Grandmama and I sit down. Grandmama begins to tell me a story but she never finishes because we both fall asleep. We slept until 2:00pm. Then my mom came to take me home. I got my stuff and hugged Grandmama one more time. She walked us to the car. We left to go to our new house.
Our new house is nice and cozy because outside it was raining like a loud drip drop. The fun part was when we had to walk in the rain. Then we drank warm drinks. We went to bed. I dreamt that I was an angel. I thought everyone was an angel. I liked to think that they are.
The End
Story by: Valerie, age 10
